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Submitted to Contest #250
The boy’s father loved to talk, but never to the boy and his mother. Conversations between the three of them were limited to pure necessity, if that. No, the boy’s father loved to talk over the phone. He spent most every night from five to ten or eleven or sometimes even midnight talking with what Mother bitterly called his “old war buddies”, though the boy’s father had never actually fought in a war. The boy did not understand what she really meant -- something along the lines of 'slimeball college friends' -- until it was too late.The boy’...
Submitted to Contest #249
I’ll never forget the first time I saw you. From the minute I laid eyes upon you, it was like I already knew everything there was to know about you. I didn’t, of course.How could I have known?I was sitting at the bar, like I always do around 8 o’clock on a Wednesday night. It’s my chosen hour because there are fewer people to deal with than on the more popular weekend nights, and the Wednesday clientele are less likely to try to make my drunken acquaintance. There were maybe three or four other people at the bar, all of us sat as far ap...
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